Thursday, November 13, 2014

Chuck Palahniuk’s Beautiful
You follows the life of Penny Harrigan from her humble beginnings in
Omaha, Nebraska into a worldwide tabloid sensation as she dates the world’s
richest man, C. Linus Maxwell. Maxwell who stands as a model of perfection, scoops
Penny up from her failing, unsubstantial life of multiple failed bar exams and
dates her for exactly 136 days. This affair,
for it is really more of a constant tryst in a Paris hotel room, results in an
exploration of sensual pleasure at the hands of Maxwell. Maxwell has created a
line of toys for women, toys that turn society on end and render women nearly comatose
as they devote themselves to self-satisfaction. Imagine a society without women
and full of angry, lonely men. Palahniuk does just a thing. When she is set
free from her quasi-lover, Penny is left with a $50 million dollar trust fund
and a vow of secrecy.

While a few other complexities enter the fray, on the whole,
Palahniuk offers relatively few twists and turns this time around, especially
for the avid reader. The plot unfolds with relative predictability, something
it pains me to say at times. Maxwell’s past lovers are connected, his creations
hold a secret, and a grand quest at world domination is exposed. These items
are interesting but lack the flavor of some of his other creations.

This is not say that the read was not pleasurable, but that
the read was not monumental. Basically, Palahniuk attempts
to write another in his series of novels that pushes the limits of society by
pointing out the flaws of western culture. While I have been a fan of his
writing in the past, having read Rant
and Fight
Club multiple times, typically he writes in a punchy style, one that pokes
fun at the nooks and crannies of life and our existence on a whole. While Beautiful
You has an analysis of sex and females in general, it lacks the lines and
gusto that have made Palahniuk successful in the past, the lines I have marked
and pulled. In fact, the book is clean, devoid of annotation and line marking.

For a fan of the author, give the
text a shot, but if you are new to his
work, consider some of his more acclaimed titles, the ones that made way for a
work that came in more average than anything else.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

As a coach of runners both young and old, online and in person, one of the biggest
challenges I tend to encounter are the varying points of view regarding
recovery runs. First off a recovery run (which I define as either an easy pace
run where you run comfortably but with your foot on still on the gas pedal a
bit or regen runs, runs which are purposefully slowed down by 30-60 seconds
from a runners normal easy pace to respond to expected subjective feedback on
exhaustion), is performed within twenty-four hours of a major effort. If you
run a race, you run a recovery run the next day (and a cool down post-race); if
you run mile repeats, you do the same thing.

The thing is, a lot of runners hate them—they would rather
cross train, begging to get into the pool or on the bike or just take a day off.
Some chalk them up as unnecessary volume, and just want to take a day off. They
say their legs are tired and rightly so, 12x400 meters will sap the legs a bit.
This exhaustion often leads to a decline in motivation,
and thus complaints set in. There are coaches out there who focus purely on a
long run, a decent paced volume day, and two hard efforts (key workouts) per
week, skipping recovery in favor of rest. While that approach might be perfect
for an injury prone runner, most research and coaching mantra points to the
fact that increased volume leads to increased fitness which subsequently leads
to increased results. The proper mix of speed and volume results in the best
results, thus one needs to focus on how to get there.

That said, a recovery run is placed on the off days of the
four efforts mentioned above. The day after mile repeats or a four mile
threshold run, your legs should be fatigued (note I did not say sore). The runs
come in a state of fatigue, you are not fresh, your legs are heavy as they have
not had enough time to repair the damage caused by a key workout. Further,
depending on your recovery routines, there is a good chance that your body
might be glycogen depleted and that some byproducts of cellular respiration still
linger in your muscles. Your system is not perfectly balanced and you would not
want to race in such a state. But you need to teach your body to persevere.
Running when conditions are not physiological optimal will help come race day
or when it is pouring outside, snowing, or ungodly hot.

Physiologically speaking you will train your body to deal
with pain. You will recruit extra muscle fibers, fibers that seek to compensate
for the battered and sore portions from your previous day’s efforts. Down the
road, these fibers come in handy, for anyone who has ever run a marathon can
tell you, late in the race it becomes difficult to hold your stride. Such
alterations are based on the fact the primary muscles involved in the stride
are taxed and the brain is searching for solutions to maintain some semblance
of balance. Enter these recovery fibers, the muscles you have built slogging
through 6 slow miles the day after running ten hard with a tempo mixed in.
These fibers might be the key to your goal as your body searches for ways to
maintain homeostasis. Finally, the runs get the rust out. They shake things up,
clearing up any lingering toxicity in your muscles, and thus the bridge into
the next key workout, the day that genuinely matters.

How do you make the most of these days?

Pay attention to your body and work into the runs. You might
start at 9:00 pace, but as you loosen up and get moving, you might close at
7:30 pace. If your body is still asking you to hold off, maybe you run steady 9:00's. The point is, pay attention and work to understand the signals and how your body tells you and how it guides you.

Use grass or trails (click here for more on varied training surfaces). They already work on proprioception,
thus the recruitment of muscle fibers is being enhanced as your body copes with
altered footing and trail debris. Yet the legs get a day off from the impact of
the road or track.

Friday, November 7, 2014

At
sixteen, Mary’s butcher knife sought to spew a potential assailant’s blood, her
cellphone to announce and capture her sexuality one photo at a time. When she
turned eighteen, her twelve year old silver Accord served as an escape pod from
parental torment, plowing through imaginary municipal barriers, over hills, and
down red clay roads. No matter how far Mary drove, no matter how often, she
failed to evade the earworms of her father’s voice, his grating commands. At
twenty and drunk, she wanted to trim roadside wild flowers with a stolen nine
iron. Each swing slow and lopping, like her dad hitting a drive after his tenth
Saturday morning beer while uttering misogynistic blabber, Happier than a two dicked dog, he’d say, and so did she as she
tried to smack the petals into cars. Now, at twenty-six and pregnant, she only
wanted to seem sane enough to nurture her child.